Next Chapter

Lately, I feel as if I’d like to crawl deep into the layers of a form like this.

I am not sure who I am as a woman after so much damn time with MS at the helm in my life.

I am sick of my life being so ‘body centric’ as I move toward health.

Where is the woman in here??????????????

The flirty girl who can feel the heat of a good man.

I almost wish someone could shake me out of it…

The ‘it’ being the almost perpetually neutralized state of survival and ‘fall down / get up,’ and pills and hypervigilance while walking and the work it takes to re-create a life when the other one fades.

I want to feel those fluttery butterflies in my stomach as I appreciate a beautiful man.

I really need a jolt out of this sedentary life.

I just noticed that almost every sentence in this post begins with an I. “I want. I need….”

Perhaps this is a sign I am bored with this particular piece of my healing and the next one needs to include some female-enhancing elements.